Selene quietly packed away clothes, Hygiene products, and her medications in one bag. Then in another bag packed away the snacks and water bottles they would all need for the trip, which she was in charge of. As she packed she thought back to that last night they had all shared before this mess. Then to the few days they had just had.
Where had they all gone wrong. Why this was happening to Stevie of all people, who had been such a light presence before he… She didn’t even want to think about that. Stevie was practically like another younger sibling to Selene. So Selene struggled with the thought of his death, about as much as she would have if it had been Warren or their little sister Luna. It just seemed wrong even knowing what she knew. Even with her having figured he was gone long before this. Even with the funeral having happened ages before then. The final, ghostly, proof stung worse than she thought it would.
She vowed then something she knew she might end up regretting. But she vowed it none the less. Selene would help Stevie whatever way she could, even though that might mean.. Putting him to his final rest. She shuddered at the thought, but as much she loved her cousin like a little brother, she also couldn’t deny him peace. If that was what he desired.
She heard a knock at the door jarring her from what was admittley a mess of thoughts.

Stevie stood in Selene’s current kitchen, and thought about how much time must have passed before he was even aware. Before he had come back to himself entirely. It had been a total of 3 years for him to appear completely (according to the others) . But he'd been aware enough, at some time before that. Maybe 3 months? He pondered this for a while before...